~ My mission…'to catch a trout from a river in every county'

The Wheelyboat Trust

My friends and contemporaries are lucky, for as young as we think we still are, (I am not prepared to reveal how old we are!) and in spite of the fact that minor injuries and hurts take a little longer to heal, they do. And we can still clamber down rocky banks in Devon, wade in fast flowing Icelandic rivers, behave like mountain goats, although less elegantly, along the banks of Italian Alpine streams, and leap in and out of a drift boat scudding down New York State’s Delaware River. We can. We are lucky.

Some never could.

Some could, but now cannot.

But like to fish, nevertheless.

My friend Elizabeth Buchanan’s father is one such man. And the inspiration for what followed came from the desire of his daughter and his dear friend, Alan Faulkener, that her father/his friend, could resume a personal passion, in spite of…whatever.

And the Wheelyboat Trust was established to facilitate this through the provision of boats with wheelchair access.

This post is made with conviction, but gratitude , too, that I still can. And because WE still can,

I hope that, you, my Reader, might take a second to reflect on how our dexterity and mobility enables our enjoyment of the best pastime known to man, but, also, how a small contribution from my many fishing friends might help some, less dexterous, to be afloat and enjoy the sensation of that splashy rise, take, pull, the netting, the photographing…you know what I mean…and for many more times than might previously have been possible without the support of the Wheelyboat Trust